i aint spiten ta teach preach or reach/
just ta release tha demons in my viens/
that leave me wit deranged thoughts/
an actions like loaden glocks wit socks /
handen out funiral plots like cots/
or runnin up in ur crib cuz i wants whatcha got/
if u dont know by now boy im hot/
still smoken like dem bullet holes dat opend ur chest/
look in my eyes an visulize the faces of death/
while im snatchen ur final breath/
soul187assassin an im snatchen souls till der aint none left../